May my silences become more accurate..

How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end..

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light..

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go..

When I go mad, I call my friends by phone: I am afraid they might think they're alone..

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley..

Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It's what everything else isn't..

Love is not love until love's vulnerable..

A mind too active is no mind at all..

What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible..

Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries..

Live in a perpetual great astonishment..

In a dark time, the mind begins to see..

Be sure that whatever you are is you..

By daily dying, I have come to be..

The darkness has it's own light..

The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing..

What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance?.

Civilization is over-rated, but there isn't much else..

I am overwhelmed by the beautiful disorder of poetry, the eternal virginity of words..

I learn by going where I have to go..